***WARNING | BRIEF STEAMY SCENE***
*Alberto’s POV*
It had been a while since I had been this pissed. But I had never been this pissed at my brother. I can’t believe him right now. There had to be something else. Something doesn’t seem quite right.
“Capo, where to?” Edgardo asked me as I was approaching one of the SUVs.
“Bruno’s.” I replied instantly before opening the door and helping Isa inside.
As soon as I got in and closed the door behind us, Isa climbed on my lap. “What was that about, Padrino?” She asked, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“What?” I asked with brows furrowed. “I told you that I would defend you.”
“Yeah, but you basically told him that I’m yours to deal with now. Aren’t you worried that he will figure out that something is going on between us?” She asked me just as Edgardo got in the driver’s seat.
“Dacci un momento.” (Italian for “Give us a moment.”) I told him as my hand reached Isa’s neck, caressing it gently.
“Si, Capo.” He replied, getting out again and closing the door.
“What—” Isa was saying when I crashed my lips on hers, roughly seeking entrance to her mouth. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer as she granted me access to her mouth. I needed this. Her lips for now. Her body was the only thing that could relax me right now. She was the drug that I was addicted to and needed in order to survive in this fūcked up world.
After a nice dose of my drug, I pulled away, moving one of my hands to her neck. We looked at each other’s eyes as I choked her a little. It was so satisfying to see my angel on my lap, being choked. I could just fūck her right now. Too bad I couldn’t. Not here at least.
“I doubt he will suspect something.” I finally told her. “Though he is very astute, he knows how much you mean to me.”
She nodded before looking away. “And you want me to live with you?” She asked me, making me grab her by her neck again.
“I don’t want you to live with me.” I told her as her eyes flickered up to mine. “You are going to live with me.” I stated as a matter of fact.
“Oh? Because you said?” She asked me with pursed lips.
“That’s exactly right.” I replied as my hands tightened around her neck.
“Funny. Last time I checked I was my own person.” She replied as she tried to climb off my lap, but I grabbed her by her hair.
“Last time I checked…” I was saying as my hand slowly slid up her dress. “I told you that you were mine. And that entails doing as I say.” I finished saying as my hand reached for her underwear but was surprised to find her without any. “Where is your underwear, Slūt?” I asked her, gripping her hair tightly.
“I must have forgotten.” She smiled, making me groan. Guess who was awake and ready to play. If you guessed my cōck, you are absolutely right.
“I think Daddy’s little Slūt did it on purpose.” I said as I leaned forward in her ear while my hands found her clīt piercing. “Looks like she just earned herself her first official punishment.” I told her, making her shiver. “But that will be tonight in our house.” I told her, making her huff.
“I never said I was moving.” She said, pursing her lips.
“I never asked you.” I replied as I pinched her clīt, making her moan loudly. “Now be a good girl and take your seat again before I fūck you right here.”
“I think threats aren’t meant to be liked.” She said as she climbed off my lap before spreading her legs open. I looked away quickly before her pūssy hypnotized me. I smacked her pūssy, making her moan in pleasure and pain.
“Close your legs or I won’t fūck you for a week.” I told her, making her laugh.
“Fine. But not even you believe that.” She said, making me chuckle as I knocked on the window for Edgardo to get back in the car.
Edgardo climbed in the car, quickly driving us to Bruno’s. While Edgardo drove, I tried checking on emails, but Isa kept trying to take selfies. One, I hate taking pictures and two, why is it even called a selfie if there is more than one person in the picture?
It didn’t take long to arrive at Bruno’s. Only about fifteen minutes. “I didn’t remember it being so close.” I said as Isa looked up at the place with brows furrowed.
“Who is getting a tattoo?” She asked me while she waited for me to get out of the car.
“I am.” I replied, extending my hand to help her out. “And you will get a piercing.”
“I will get a piercing?” She asked with a raised brow.
“Do you want to keep adding to your punishment?” I asked her as I grabbed her asš, squeezing tightly.
She rolled her eyes as she tried to walk away, but I grabbed her by the hair, stopping her. “That will definitely add to your punishment.” I hissed, smacking her asš.
“I didn’t do anything, Padrino.” She replied, rubbing her asš as she followed right behind me.
“Non è bello vederti?” (Italian for “Isn't it nice to see you?”) Bruno said cheerfully as he walked to us. He pulled me into a hug instantly, patting my back. “E chi è questa bellezza?” (Italian for “And who is this beauty?”) He asked as he attempted to grab Isa’s hand, but I pushed his hand away.
“I suggest keeping your hands to yourself if you want to keep them.” I said through clenched teeth, making him raise them in surrender.
“Inteso. Vietata.” (Italian for “Understood. Forbidden.”) He chuckled as he led us into the shop. “I already have the design drawn. Look.” He said handing me over the design.
“Oh! Let me see!” Isa said excitedly, grabbing the sketchbook. Her eyes grew wide as she saw the design. “Where is this going?” She asked me as she watched me remove my long sleeve, button up shirt.
“On my forearm, Angel.” I replied, making her smile.
“Good.” She replied, making me chuckle.
“About her piercings.” Bruno said, grabbing the sketchbook. “Lynette is in the back, but she said that her nīpple piercing can take up to nine months to heal. That means they shouldn’t be touched for that long.” He said, shooting me a knowing smile.
“That won’t work then.” I said, making Isa laugh.
“How about a belly piercing? I’ve been wanting that for a while.” She asked as I nodded, pulling her into my arms.
“How about a tattoo too? Matching with Daddy.” I whispered in her ear, making her lick her lips.
“Where?” She asked me as I smiled.
“I’ll pick the design and you pick the location.” I told her before she pecked my lips.
“Ti sei fatto un patto, Padrino” (Italian for “You have yourself a deal, Godfather.”) She whispered as we both turned back to Bruno.
“Design?” He asked me.
“Simple. Daddy’s Angel.” I said, looking back at Isa, making her laugh.
“That will definitely match the angel wings with the ‘My Angel’.” She said as she nodded in agreement.
“Location?” Bruno asked as he shook his head. I’m sure we aren’t the only crazy fūckers he got in this place, so I don’t give a fūck what he thought.
I looked over at Isa again, smacking her asš gently so she could speak up. “Yes, right there.” She said with a smile, making me furrow my brows. “I want it written on my asš.” She told us, making Bruno chuckle.
“Immagino che non lo farò.” (Italian for “I guess I won't be doing that one.”) He said as he walked down the hall.
“You got that fūcking right!” I shouted after him, making him shake his head before walking into a room.
“You are definitely getting it tonight.” I whispered in Isa’s ear as soon as we were alone.
“That better be a promise.” She replied as she grabbed my cōck through my pants, making my breath hitch.
“Fūck.” I hissed as my beast was awoken.
“This is Lynette.” Bruno said, forcing Isa to pull away. “She will be doing your piercing and tattoo in that room.”
“Piercing only for now.” I told them, making them furrow their brows. “I want to watch when she gets her tattoo.”
“Of course, you do.” Bruno chuckled as he motioned for Lynette to take Isa.
I grabbed Isa’s arm, pulling her close to me again so I could whisper in her ear. “Be a good girl for Daddy and I won’t go so hard on your punishment later.” I told her, making her swallow hard. I kissed her temple before releasing her arm.
She was about to walk away, but stopped, turning back to me. She grabbed my hand and brought it up her dress between her legs, making me stiffen. I looked around to make sure no one was looking, and everyone was in fact doing something.
“Feel that?” She asked as she rubbed my hand against her wet pūssy, making me groan. “Keep talking like that and you’ll have to get on your knees for me, so I won’t drip down my legs.” She whispered before pulling my hand out and bringing it to my mouth.
I licked my fingers clean, making her bite her lips in satisfaction. “We’ll finish that later.” She said before walking off.
I’m fūcking weak for that woman. I can’t believe I’m acting like a fūcking teenager though I can’t say I regret it.
“Ready?” Bruno asked me from his chair.
“Pronto.” (Italian for “Ready.”) I replied as I took the seat in front of him.